Halloweiner (Or: Does Scrooge Hate Halloween, Too?)

Wow. Well, this is a record for a dearth of blogging. I could’ve crossed the Sahara and back again, sans water, and the vultures would have been blogging more than yours truly. I’d say “sorry”, but that seems capricious; I’d say you never missed me, but that hurts my feelings too much. So I’ll just […]

 

America’s Team: The Dallas Cowboys

I wrote a blog a few days ago about (in large part) God. I wrote about the cage match between us. I worried and fretted because I don’t blog about religion and because (particularly on the Internet) there are a LOT of people who just itch to find anyone who dares utter the word, much […]

 

If The Dreamer Dies, Do You?

A very, very good friend of mine posted a picture today of his young son in a Captain America costume and quoted him as saying, “When I grow up, I want to be a superhero!” My friend, in his inimitable wisdom, replied to his son by telling him the following: You already are, son! You […]

 

Even The Mighty Smaug Had A Weak Underbelly

My magnum opus received a rejection today, not for publication, but rather, that it was not qualified for a review by any “reviewers” on the website “The New Podler Review of Books: Small Press and self-published books worth reading”. Now I don’t remember ever submitting a review request to this site, although it’s possible. I […]

 

Facing Death. The Hardest Part Of Life?

On March 1, 2013, in (or...), In Memoriam, Non-Writing-Related, Personal Experience, by rsguthrie

I lost a friend yesterday who really was like a brother to me. We used to joke around that we were soul brothers (even though we were as white as albacore tuna—okay, my friend, like my wife, was one of those olive-skinned sun worshipers, and used to get pretty darn dark-skinned). The point is, at […]

 

It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times.

As most of you know I can rarely look at anything in life without trying to inject at least a modicum of humor. The title line, clearly a twist on the opening line of Dickens’ classic, will to you Simpsons fans be familiar. In an attempt to see what a thousand monkeys banging on a […]

 

Apparently, I’m A Mensch. Who knew? (Hint: Not Me)

On August 5, 2012, in Personal Experience, by rsguthrie

I’m a realist, who is really just a pessimist who stopped guessing at the terrible future before him and started studiously paying attention to the terrible things happening in life, all around him: in the news, on the Internet—even in the supermarket. Oh, better not forget this part: and concluded that this world we live […]

 

For Whom The Blog Tolls

I received a thought-provoking email from a reader this morning that immediately spurred my next blog post, its thoroughness and the points it pondered being: A) Completely relevant to my (and any other author/writer’s) blog and B) Timely, as I had been considering my blog, the fact that I really would like to blog about […]

 

The Iceman May Cometh, But The Kidney Stone Passeth (If You’re Lucky)

I had cancer in 2002 and know what chronic pain can be like. It’s insidious in the way that it builds a sluice to slowly drain your will to live. You live with it twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, but you don’t measure time in anything close to weeks. While awake (which […]

 

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